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Apr 2016
Stay in the ravine
Where it's safe and calm

The more you get to the top
The closer you get to the brewing storm

I warn you
Trying to flag you down

It's not safe up here yet
But your willing
Because at the top is me

You'd trek through the soaking rain

Fight through the deafening wind

Hike through the blistering cold

Do whatever it takes
Because my heart is what's at stake

But be careful
Up this high is slick

If you get to close
You just might slip
Written by
devante moore  24/M
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